H. Heaven.
E. Heaven has what?
H. Forgiven you.
E. I think so, by this time. It doesn’t bear malice. Cream?
H. Yes—prussic acid—anything. Thank you. You do not ask whether I have or not.
E. No. I understood you shifted the responsibility once for all. (Sipping her tea.)
H. Perhaps I did. It is generally once for all with me.
E. Is it? It is better to have all—for once. It is broader. It is more liberal. It is my motto.
H. Yes. So it was then. I have heard there is safety in numbers. (Aside.) If I believed that, I should begin to repeat the multiplication-table. I shall never be in greater need of it.
E. Not always.